{"id":57447,"date":"2019-06-23T07:24:21","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T11:24:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=57447"},"modified":"2019-06-23T07:25:57","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T11:25:57","slug":"stages-of-my-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/stages-of-my-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Stages of my life"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>(Includes an excerpt from\u00a0<em>The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock\u00a0<\/em>by T.S. Eliot &#8211; in italics)<\/p>\n<p>I was once a young child<\/p>\n<p>Desperate to find things good and mild<\/p>\n<p>And never did I question their bad taste.<\/p>\n<p>Years ago I was a teen<\/p>\n<p>Desperate to be our high school\u2019s prom queen<\/p>\n<p>And always did I wonder was I liked.<\/p>\n<p>Later on I was a mom<\/p>\n<p>Desperate to be with children at my home<\/p>\n<p>Whom I love with all my heart.<\/p>\n<p><em>I grow old\u2026 I grow old\u2026 <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I shall wear the bottom of my trousers rolled<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Power is all mine as these days part.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>(Includes an excerpt from\u00a0The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock\u00a0by T.S. Eliot &#8211; in italics) I was once a young child Desperate to find things good and mild And never did I question their bad taste. Years ago I was a teen Desperate to be&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":189,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-57447","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57447","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/189"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=57447"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57447\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":57480,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57447\/revisions\/57480"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=57447"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=57447"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=57447"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}